Little fish you count for nothing.

I’m back in Minnesota now, meaning to write, meaning to get more work done, meaning (at the very least) to help with the holiday preparation. But instead, I’ve been laid up these past three days by some kind of bug/virus/medication side-effect. One that causes the idea of food to be nauseating, which is [...]

Anatomical.

Notes/thoughts/questions without answers:
On de Beze’s bible illustration: The Tree of Life/Knowledge has been replaced by a flayed torso, the spine and neck representing the trunk, and the mouth opened in adoration taking the place of its leaves and branches. Adam and Eve remain, but in place of the proliferation of animals we find a [...]

Sleight of hand.

Family tradition dictates that we torture ourselves by playing multiple games of Uno at holidays. I tend to approach the game with a mixture of anticipation and dread, because I know, after twenty minutes of playing cards, our happy little circle will dissolve into taunts and glares and we’ll all be off to our [...]

The Bee.

“Thusly. Do you see?” Sigerson paused his pacing to look down at the other two men, both of whom were seated on the stone bench.
Werther sighed; he had certainly heard all of this before. Wysoff, though, felt it necessary to voice a little encouragement. “Yes, yes,” he replied, without having a [...]

On Ansilon.

A “verisylum” full of chronic liars, suicides on the White House lawn, a labyrinthine building with mechanized hallways and an oddly menacing “egg room,” more than one pair of identical twins, a plot that may or may not exist which may or may not wreak havoc on the United States and may or may not [...]